favours; lrh

t w e n t y - o n e

Andrea's POV

Luke's hand found its way around my waist, which I brushed away and he chuckled. I walked over to the passenger seat of the Mercedes I loved so much, but a bouquet of roses stole my spot. I glared up at Luke but he just smirked and I rolled my eyes grabbing them and setting them down in the front seat before sitting down.

The drive was silent until Luke's hand went to the volume on the radio, turning it up, obviously. "I know you love this song" he bit in his lip and bopped his head like a pigeon, in an attempt to make me laugh.

"I do, but I don't know what that has to do with-"

Luke turned the volume higher. "I know your always on that night shift!" Luke sang, purposely cracking his voice, "bitch you are- but I can't stand these nights alone!" He screamed.

I groaned through my intensive laughter, holding my mouth with my hand. All of a sudden the car slowed into a stop, my laughter stopped and I turned to Luke. Next thing I knew the volume blasted before the bass drop, and right before homeboy decided to get out the car.

I was now laughing uncontrollably, slapping my knees, holding my chest, hitting my back on the seat. Luke was dancing in the streets. He did the same choreography as the girls which got me the most. He dropped and booty popped. Did a little whining. I sat in the car slapping my left hand against my right, as if throwing him dollars.

Before the rap, he came over to my door. "Get out the car!" He yelled opening it, I shook holding myself back but he got me in the streets somehow.

"No!" I chuckled, groaning as he pulled me by my hands and out to the front of his car. "Girl, go to work for me!" Luke sang I looked around insecurely before dropping. I popped back up and twerked a little as Luke did the same. He seemed 100% serious and I couldn't stop laughing.

Reflection came on next, I was beginning to wonder why Luke had a playlist of fifth harmony songs, but that was none of my business. The boy grabbed my waist and lifted me onto the hood of his car. "Oh shit!" I called knowing what was going to happen. I was getting a lap dance.

Luke bent over, picking himself up slowly with the whitemans overbite. He swung his butt around me, I laughed even harder.

I slapped his ass, jokingly and continued to throw my imaginary dollars.

Body rolls, twerks, hip swivels, and booty drops later the song ended. I quickly hopped in the drivers seat and paused the playlist. "Please, please, stop." I begged him, he came around to my open door and placed his hands on my knees. "Do you forgive me?" He asked, I kept quiet but when he began to turn around I yelled out, "yes! yes!" I chuckled "I forgive you!"

He smiled a cheeky smile that I couldn't help but let warm my stomach.  "So you liked my dance?" He smirked and I shook my head. "It was.... scarring." I admitted. His hands were still on my knees, and he was leaning into the car.

"Show me."

I raised an eyebrow pushing past the blonde and walking into the street. Luke took my spot, rubbing his bottom lip with his thumb and leaving it there.

I did the first move of the work from home dance, honestly as well as Luke did. I strutted towards him and began to bend over but turned around. "You thought." I spat and he chuckled turning his legs inside the car as I walked to the passengers side.

"The cruelty, I was really looking forward to that!" Luke whined and I placed my hand on his upper thigh, patting it. "I know."

Luke shook his head looking over at me. I sighed, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Take me home?"

"Of course."

•••

The next day I got to school and went straight to the library. I excitedly leaned forward on the counter waiting for Andrea to come back from the bathroom or something. Sadly, Becky walked past me. "Oh, hello Luke" she flirted and I rolled my eyes, "hey Becky" I sighed.

"Wow, don't sound so excited." She said sarcastically, "anyways, bitch. I just wanted to apologize for what I said like two weeks ago. It was wrong, and sorry for calling you a bitch 12 seconds ago." She said.

"......thanks?" I responded, honestly not sure how to.

"So you and Andrea are back together?" She asked with her back facing me, she was sorting through bins of books.

"Yeah, I think." I said pulling out my phone in a way to avoid my conversation. Andrea walked through the door a few seconds after I did so. A coffee cup in one hand and her backpack hanging off her shoulder. She was wearing thick black glasses and a loose distressed green t-shirt, along with ripped black jeans.

"Hello beautiful person who's boyfriend beat her to her job" I greeted the obviously stressed girl, who practically jumped at the return of the B word.

"Hello, Luke" she smiled kissing my lips. She smelt so good, her lips tasted like coffee. I held onto her waist, not allowing her to leave. "Stay with me" I complained.

"Hoe, I need to work." She said and pressed my hand to my chest.

"You ain't gotta go to work." I referenced last night immediately making the girl burst laughing, so much that she moved me into the break room.

"Was it that bad?"

"It was that iconic"